Disclaimer: I do not own, nor will I ever (one can always dream though), own Dragon Ball Z.
Finding Love
(I know, it's a really lame title so if you can think of anything better please tell me)
By Dreamberry
Prologue
I'm just a normal girl, wanting to be loved. Hold on, let me back up. As much as I would love to call myself normal, I'm not. I can't breathe without the press breathing down my neck. Actually, I'm getting a little bit full of myself. They only bother when something major happens. They think since my grandpa is Mr. Satan (or Hercule), I'll be strong like him. Truth is, my strength has nothing to do with him. I'm part Saiyan, this superstrong race.
But anyways, I'm getting off track. Like I said before, I want to be loved. And I know by whom. I, Pan Son, (and half of the world's female population) love the most eligible bachelor in the world, the president of Capsule Corps., Trunks Briefs.
I've always loved him, but not in that way. I think I developed a humongous crush on him since I was about 12 but I truly loved him when I was about 18. The problem? Well, he sees me as a sister or maybe even as a friend. I'm sick of it. Every time he has a new girlfriend, I have to try really hard not to cry right there in front of him. But Trunks, you better watch yourself, I will get you. Trust me.
Tell me what you thought of my newest fic. I really didn't think I'd write a T/P but here it is. Also, please help me come up with a new title cause mine really sucks. Hopefully, the rest of the story will turn out good. The storyline is really good but when I put it in writing, it might suck. Review please!
- Dreamberry
Finding Love
(I know, it's a really lame title so if you can think of anything better please tell me)
By Dreamberry
Prologue
I'm just a normal girl, wanting to be loved. Hold on, let me back up. As much as I would love to call myself normal, I'm not. I can't breathe without the press breathing down my neck. Actually, I'm getting a little bit full of myself. They only bother when something major happens. They think since my grandpa is Mr. Satan (or Hercule), I'll be strong like him. Truth is, my strength has nothing to do with him. I'm part Saiyan, this superstrong race.
But anyways, I'm getting off track. Like I said before, I want to be loved. And I know by whom. I, Pan Son, (and half of the world's female population) love the most eligible bachelor in the world, the president of Capsule Corps., Trunks Briefs.
I've always loved him, but not in that way. I think I developed a humongous crush on him since I was about 12 but I truly loved him when I was about 18. The problem? Well, he sees me as a sister or maybe even as a friend. I'm sick of it. Every time he has a new girlfriend, I have to try really hard not to cry right there in front of him. But Trunks, you better watch yourself, I will get you. Trust me.
Tell me what you thought of my newest fic. I really didn't think I'd write a T/P but here it is. Also, please help me come up with a new title cause mine really sucks. Hopefully, the rest of the story will turn out good. The storyline is really good but when I put it in writing, it might suck. Review please!
- Dreamberry